on the tram. where i think.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
man of reminiscences manhill restaurant. where my parents' first date happened. can you imagine.. 28 years. wow. no wonder i'm so idealstic when it comes to relationships.
through the last 20 yrs.. i've come to realise that my father is a man of reminiscences. down to the very last bit. smiles whenever he passes a familiar place that has a lingering tinge of his childhood. chatter enthusiastically over watermarks of his cassonova days. or boast over his blazing IBM days. it's his form of joy i must say. he gives a feeling that nothing in this world can deny the joy of reminisence bumps.
think i might grow up to be just like him.
t